since the most recent developments here have led to informal meetings with the management of my local library (a hi-tech-architecture-media-learning-centre chain) and a crazy, illuminating clash with a gestapo-resembling security unit below the basement of the british library, i felt the open letter to the former deserves to enlighten the general public as well. while the outcome of the latter means that i’m now not only intellectually removed from the ‘archive’ of all british publications (the british library is proud to call themselves rather an archive that has ‘everything’), but also personally and physically. ironic, isn’t it, that they have william blake’s rendering of isaac newton imposingly bolstering the entrance to the temple of today’s intelligentia and at the same time shut their doors to probably the only surviving voice in the position to carry on those magnificent men’s underlying gnostic beliefs and traditions. were the predicament of the general public not so tragic, this would be really hilarious. on the other hand, isn’t every decision and act, regardless of ‘good’ or ‘bad’ ultimately, only shedding further light into what is truly righteous and what’s crooked and underhanded? meaning, either way, all outcomes are welcome and useful slash helpful in the long run :)
so for your delectation, dear listener and reader, please find the following open letter. may it help you getting ever more clear on things. and if you hold some position of power, may it perhaps melt the stone(s) in your heart and allow you to open up a bit. it’s just words and images, isn’t it? we’re still in a grey zone. and we’re only one email and phone call away and always happy for an opportunity to meet and talk over a cup of white, green or black tea :)
Dear Sergio (and by the nature of open letters, Dear Judith and Barbara as well :),
we’ve had the honour and a couple of things have been spoken about, ‘discussed’. I don’t want to say more about persecution, beliefs, censorship or ‘conspiracy’ (as Barbara called it) since my work, particularly draft magazine, has been speaking about this at length and in depth. Yet, a few thoughts popped-up concerning your framework ‘local library’ and my framework ‘local writer’ that might as well serve as appropriate closing words for our open and direct encounter.
Now, if I say ‘local writer’, then obviously if at this stage you feel that the standard of my work as either a) Writer, b) Philosopher, c) Gnostic Scholar, d) Interdisciplinary Artist (tick or untick boxes where appropriate :) wouldn’t meet the required standard for even the weakest content within your library framework, then, of course, there’s no need to read through the following outpourings. ‘T was nice to meet you and hope all works out well. Remember, empires come and go and all those endowed with ‘real power’ are (and have always been) operating behind the scenes. Only the deemed ‘bad’ people are ignorant enough to be most conveniently ‘used’ by those knowing any higher truths. While at the same time, all Alexander the Greats and Djengis Khans (even Maos) are the ones carefully ‘chosen’– within their mortal time allotted – to fulfil all schemes that are significantly larger than life =)
If you’re still here, I’d like to say at this stage that after having left little ‘notes’ around your premises for the past three years or so, it was a real pleasure for me to finally get in touch ‘officially’. While with you, Sergio, I felt a strong connection by the fact alone, that on one hand we’re both intellectuals (rational people who’ve read a lot and have the compassionate heart to sense man’s dire predicament while been given the mental faculties to advance humanity towards something hopefully ‘better’) and on the other we’ve both been growing up from a similarly wisecracking, ‘sophisticated’ turf that to me is the continental art scene. Yet, I could also sense a more personal bond that not only comes from the fact that you seemed to be a really cool guy who understands quite well how ‘lucky’ it is to be given such a position of power as yours, in such a tragically short life, during such troubled times as the ones we’re presently facing head on.
Judith, I haven’t had the pleasure to meet in person. I hope you liked and cherish those two little presents I left for you. I sincerely apologise for having addressed you with a seemingly pretentious ‘Jude’ in the cover note. I got merely confused with the Southbank Centre director’s name Jude Kelly whose assistant I’ve been talking to the day before. Being the ‘other half’ of Sergio, so to speak, I can only assume you to be equal in terms of ‘character’ as well. (For the ‘character’ bit here – I’m using this as a notion that almost certainly differs from the one held by anyone imbued with a ‘party’ and ‘equal opportunity / political correctness’ culture. The way I’m using it refers to how cultivators use it, in other words, it refers to someone’s mind and heart nature, the part that is being ‘cultivated’ through the earnest discernment of upright teachings or ‘laws’. I’ll explain a bit later).
Barbara, haha, great talking to you. You’re holding a really iron lady stance there, as a ‘manager’. I could clearly see you being torn and fluctuating between ‘persona’ and ‘individual’, though. It’s certainly not easy to always remain truly ‘oneself’. And with ‘success’, it becomes even more difficult since the higher the rank, the bigger all expectations from the outside are getting, to adhere to the stereotype that they’d adamantly desire to see you in. Yet, the self-employed or the ‘elected’ are often in the position of attaining quite significant power exactly by not having such internal conflict in the first place. They’re experienced by the outside as consistent and ‘natural’ throughout. Of course, looked at it deeper, it’s still just another ‘act’ and it can be coached or trained to ‘perfection’. (Kennedy apparently studied James Dean’s on-screen expressions to improve his own). In other words, one way or the other, more genuinely or awkwardly, we’re all acting. And we’ve all been conditioned to present ourselves in certain ways. Such mysterious phenomena are looked at in group psychology, something ‘the public’ isn’t allowed to know much about, much less worry about. For the ‘ruling’ system, this ‘works’.
Which brings us to the argument you delivered in our meeting: “the system works for us and it’s your problem if it doesn’t work for you”. I’m afraid, while this might’ve helped to successfully get rid of me, this isn’t a striking statement at all. Which system in power wouldn’t claim the same? Nazi Germany felt that way and the Soviets as well. China feels that way right now despite ‘having to’ torture and kill kind and true people by the thousands, even millions, in order to ‘prove it’. The banks feel that way, don’t they? Including yours, when you’re on the street one day, perhaps. Global supermarket chains feel it and property development tycoons. The fattening surveillance contractors and the winning parties of any given government, however corrupt or crooked, self-righteous or ‘idealistic’. They all feel the same like you do. For us, it works. Only the jobless and starving complain. Or better, they’ve meanwhile been weakened and disenfranchised to the point that they don’t even know what it means to complain or even if they could, where to address their complaints to. They don’t know anything anymore except that their own survival is at stake. That the ‘game’s stakes’ are so much higher than even ‘survival’, not even the ‘perpetrators’ of their misery are allowed to know. That’s one.
Two – of course, every system has a flaw, you already know that. Group psychology, for example, teaches that what you aim for in a ‘healthy’ system is to introduce invigorating dynamics of a process group rather than let it fizzle out into fatigue through keeping it in the state of only being a task- and aim-geared activity group. (More on this in our latest draft magazine ‘Maintenance’ issue :). My visiting your Bow IDEAstore three times, to give an example, resulted in achieving this transformation to the effect that the poor staff at the reception got so ‘confused’ as to having to openly lie to me and even ‘hide’.
Three – I don’t know what makes you think that I have a problem with what you’re doing. You’re doing what your doing and I’m doing what I’m doing and we both, regardless of beliefs, face retribution in terms of cause and effect. Of course, if an original axiom is based on the quicksand of ‘lies’, the effect will be related to that. How much money is needed to uphold a lie? How many (how much) need(s) to be killed? What if the ant talking to the elephant turns out to be not just a regular ant but the disguised delegate of much, much bigger elephants. Would the effect of retribution be only about ignoring (and thus, given your stature of either granting official acknowledgement or doom into rejection, actually killing) ‘pitiful’ small-fry?
Well. Coming to our present discussion. I’d like all of the following to be viewed in the light of a widening disparity between Form and Content which is increasingly giving everyone still clinging to lies a hard time. In your case, it is manifesting most noticeably like this: Owing to the nature of standardised, centralised content supply, you are, like nearly everyone else in the book and media ‘industry’ – knowingly or unknowingly – unleashing a ‘one voice’ system on the general populace. If that statement causes defence shields to go up on your side then I’d have to tell you that you haven’t done your homework properly to be completely rational about this. You’re rather, psychologically speaking, panicking or afraid for this to be the truth.
Generally speaking, my books and draft magazine address such a frightening flaw within the present system using humour, integrity and an appropriately down-to-earth, accessible voice of common sense. I don’t point any fingers, I don’t throw any blames, I don’t want to ‘change the world’. I’ve merely been finding myself to be perhaps the only one carrying forth a tradition that has been passed down in the West among scribes and priesthood since the ‘beginning of time’. (Haha, that’s more precisely the proclaimed invention of writing through the Egyptian God Thoth who became, through his Greek avatar Hermes Trimegistus, within so-called Pagan Gnosticism the main source of cultural and intellectual nourishment for all great poets and thinkers from Hesiod to Plato and within the so-called Hermetic Tradition, the root of all Western Esoteric and Masonic teachings up until today). This ‘tradition’ constitutes a Common Ground for all Beliefs. It allows for the Discernment of Ultimate Reality and True Human History among Jewish Gnostic (Kabbalists, etc), Christian Gnostics (Essenes, etc.) as well as Muslim Gnostics (Sufis, etc.). They can all talk about the same things and have common ‘tales’ or ‘myths’ that have been recorded (and collected in libraries, like the one in the Vatican) as a perfect way to encode true knowledge to be decoded by those ‘initiated’ according to their level of Spiritual Attainment. As more mystic traditions (many of whom include cultivation / transformation of the human body by doing certain exercises), they’ve been passed on only orally (with the exception of some occasional hilarious books on Alchemy that even scholars as proficient as Sir Isaac Newton had absolutely no way of deciphering). This latter oral tradition has been known in the West as the Philosopher’s Stone, the Great Work, Alchemy or Magic – in short – Cultivation, with the ultimate goal of Enlightenment and Immortality or Ascension.
All of this knowledge, including Astrology, over the years, I’ve been given ‘on the side’, so to speak. More ‘officially’, I’ve meanwhile been establishing a firm secular, scientific foundation to back up all of this through studying ‘high-level’ Psychology (high-level meaning having been initiated into the deepest depths of the rather hard-core therapy scene in Post-Freud Vienna).
At the same time, particularly over the past couple of years, I’ve also been building a bridge to the Wisdom of Eastern Esoteric traditions like the thousands of years old Dao school (which has been, at ‘baby’ level, reiterated by the latest ‘achievements’ of quantum physics) and the equally ancient Buddha school (which is definitely not confined to what most people regard as the teachings of ‘the’ Buddha, Tathagata Shakyamuni. There are many Buddhas and even the Greek gods, in Gnostic circles, are said to be, among the so-called White Indians, the founders of Brahmanism that originally was also a Buddha-worshipping religion. Hasn’t the srivatsa, or sun-wheel, the Buddhist visualisation of the ten-directional cosmos (analogous to the Daoist conceptualisation through their Taiji) been unearthed in Greece, South America, India and China?).
In other words, if you were to only pick out the book The Language of Growth – a canon for systemic astrology from all my literary works, you could probably consider this to be a kind-of distilled essence of the lost Library of Alexandria that reconciles all this knowledge with any Upright Gnostic Teachings that have occurred since then, backs it up with state-of-the-art Western Psychology and Psychotherapy and subsequently transcends all this knowledge towards the highest level teachings from the East, that are to be found today in Dafa, the Great Law, a Law that encompassed both orthodox traditions of Buddhahood and Dao cultivation.
Crazy, isn’t it? Believe it or not. Even if you don’t ‘believe’ it, the book is still one great book that could without the shadow of doubt be put next to any other book on astrology to be found in your library. Chances are, no book will come even near the knowledge contained within, as the BBC has been instructed after WW II, (just as a quick example of how perception management is being ‘practised’) not to mention anything about serious astrology. Which brotherhood behind present multinational companies, the community of secret services, the worldwide banking consortium and the handful of grey eminences and think-tanks behind figurehead ‘premier-dictators’ (a term that makes new sense after reading our little magazine :) would not diligently study serious astrology, with the aim to know how to accurately predict ‘cosmic changes of climate’?
Anyway, you get the idea. All other books of mine are, each in its own right, similarly profound. Beliefs, psychology, art, cultivation, gnosticism, philosophy and the spiritual, mostly embedded, in true Gnostic tradition, in easily accessible works of ‘fiction’.
The stark contrast between the above tradition of writing and what’s available on your shelves brings us back to our original concern of form versus content. Of course, the trap is ‘devilish’ :) Who today could genuinely pick out the pearls from among the fish eyes, particularly if the fish eyes are wrapped in sparkly designer jackets and esteemed, hyped and worshipped in masses, and the pearls dressed to look like worthless lumps of clay and – strategically – largely ignored? Haven’t even Gods as great as Zeus been cheated by such a test and got so uptight upon finding out that they chained the poor guy who did it (Prometheus) to a rock for all eternity?
Plotting this to the matter at hand, I’d like to finally ask the following:
What is a librarian?
I’m putting this question forward, knowing that you’ve had quite far-reaching visions, Sergio, about the future of libraries – visions that I might’ve unconditionally shared during my days at university where making it into the finals of competitions involving awfully prestigious collaborations between Man-machine Interactive New Media Labs and Elitist Augmented Reality Architecture (figureheaded by notorious media-octopus Prof. Weibel and coop / himmeblau boss Prof. Prix, for instance) for an outrageously utopian shopping-mall-of-the-future proposal into the hands of the biggest Austrian book store chain unmistakably seemed like a divine call for greatness. Now, of course, blurred visions and delusions have been cleared away tremendously.
So back to the roots. Form versus content. What is a librarian? Someone giving you a number to call so that you can talk on the phone to the other adviser standing right next to you at the same counter? (Happened to me in Bow last time). Someone putting search terms of pigeonhole tags into an electronic engine to ‘offer’ you their recommended readings? Someone who can sort out wireless compatibility issues when trying to connect to Wikipedia and Google for further ‘education’ within the library’s Wifi confinements? Someone who’s really pleased with themselves that the deals for new content this year have been so convenient and quite cheap in comparison to last year? Someone who can offer additional courses for Knitting or Creative Writing within the framework of their library, yet all neatly staged and happening within an otherwise hopeless landscape of dehumanising game-theory agendas and under the compulsory group canons of all-pervading evolutionist indoctrination that both are, from their very root, devoid of any genuine, authentic tradition of art, craft, writing and apprenticeship aka ‘employment’?
To me, after everything’s been said and done now, a true librarian is someone who genuinely treasures Knowledge and Truth and who knows and always desires to know more about Tradition. At the same time, they’d be carrying, within their hearts, all due respect and appreciation for what it ultimately takes to be writing, as a perhaps ‘new voice’ within this Olympian mountaintop of knowledge dissemination. A true librarian, to me is someone who loves books more than anything (except people, of course :). Someone who can probably write very well themselves, so that they really understand what is needed in order to have anything ‘tangible and valuable’ to say, other than merely add fuel to the fire of utter confusion by the inflated circulation of vanity whinings and petty strives for attention that are – mind you – all happening within an instigated Struggle for Relevance (courtesy of our Anti-Pope’s ‘Sefish Gene’ bible and a multimillion copies and pounds array of other sinister fairy-tale shite :).
A true librarian, to me, is even someone who still cherishes the tangible object of a ‘book’, the process it takes to making it, the craftsmanship of typography, illustration and typesetting, and the whole editing, packaging and binding procedure (rather than getting tail-waggingly ‘happy’ by the sudden, sexy availability of ‘content’ on an info-screen upon entering a couple of vacuous search terms into the ‘server’). It consequently is also someone who feels sincere compassion, if not alarming concern, for anyone trying to still make ‘real’ books in the face of China-glued, ‘cheap’ hundreds-of-thousands world-wide-marketed and contractually, automatically and instantly globally distributed print-runs.
And that’s it for me on this. Over and out.
(As a final note on the side, then, talking about Utopia, would computers have greatly enhanced the experience of life and the acquisition of knowledge in, let’s say, Pythagorean communes of truth-seeking, art-practising, healthy, confident and dignified ‘individuals’ whose only aim was to be Growing in Wisdom?)
As to my ‘case’ – I’ll just, plain and simple, continue journeying on my path, that is in the background forging ahead vigourously in the discernment of Great Primordial Dao, while in the foreground I’m running the enterprise of creation, marketing and distribution of my work. Owing to cultivation matters, being persecuted or hardships of any kind don’t put me off or would never be taken ‘personally’ in any way. The persecution bit, I’ve been quite explicit in draft magazine lately. There would be absolutely no way to do such a project, to even have gotten it off the Epsons, if powers of unimaginable heights wouldn’t have ‘sanctioned’ this. The entire process of making this authority approval ‘official’ – or openly visible for ‘everyone’ – is one that is an intrinsic part of the project itself (it’s probably best, at this stage, to put it this way).
(Quick ‘secret’ history lesson: The perception-managed grid of the so-called New World Order (or World Government) has been tested through both Hitler’s and Stalin’s framework and been rolled out and perfected globally since the 50’s. For the past thirty years or so, it has been absolutely impossible for anyone to do anything without ‘greater authorities’ knowing all about it.)
For you, I think it is far beyond only being a matter of ‘embarrassment’. While increasingly more and more people come to know what I’m doing and have a chance to understand the extent of deception through ‘insight’ for themselves, the tables of power have, contrary to appearances, in fact already turned a while ago. I’m too rational and too psychologically schooled in dynamics of power to be officially approaching and communicating with you guys, were it not otherwise.
Summoning up, as e) publisher and f) cultivator, I feel that the least you could do in order to tackle ‘your’ flaw (one that I’m well aware that you don’t really want to have and one that I hope you’re also aware I’m certainly not someone to blame you for having), is telling Steve (I think that was his name, wasn’t it?) to purchase the full range of ‘our’ books as well as all back and future numbers of draft magazine as soon as possible so that they can finally attain their deserved visibility and availability at the IDEAstore chain.
If you’d try and make up for losses, you’d probably do your best to also find a way to present all of this in a manner that allows people to ‘freely’ have access to the content, rather than let them happen to stumble upon it in some dark corner one day in a hundred years.
And if you’d try to really do justice to what I’m actually doing and how this is being reflected within the system at large, I feel it would be very sweet and fairly ‘unobtrusive’ or ‘non-interfering’ to also have those cute little stands and their tiny cards (the ones I left with you, Sergio, would be great to have them back, actually) placed where people are checking in or out in the library, something that the Southbank Centre’s Poetry Library and The London Review Bookshop have already done in an extremely respectful way. More potential ‘affiliates’ and ‘associates’ are being approached with them as we speak.
I guess, I’ll end it here. Hope you appreciate any if not all of this …
11 white church lane, E1 7QR, london
– General Enquiries @ IDEAstore & local IDEAstore notice boards
– Frances Brindle @ British Library
– Editors @ Epoch Times
– Reception Desk @ Buechereien Wien
so this is where our promotional activities culminate, it seems, at least for now. everything left to say on this project is there on this little inconspicuous piece of work. i’m well pleased with this, not only design-wise where i’m for instance getting the cute apple dingbats skull out of the dustbin. it works even in tinyiest sizes and the layers of meaning revealing themselves are extraordinary, the more you look at it and really think about it.
about the latter, the shades of meaning, i’ve come across a red-white-and-black packaged dvd of ‘blow up’ the other day, where a brilliant commentary reveals so many more layers that would definitely remain hidden from the casual viewer. crazy thing about this is that most people you get to talk to about this movie are taking the photographer character as a kind of role-model or weird kind-of hero. some even came to london particularly for the ‘purpose’ to ‘find’ the ‘coolness’ that is in fact questioned and even ridiculed by the work’s author michelangelo antonioni. while his actually intended meaning explores the manifold layering of reality or what we generally perceive and define as ‘reality’ (with a self-aggrandizing, obnoxious character without any scruples walking through this construct of the movie’s reality until he’s in the final frames altogether being ‘deleted’ by the very same), most people have come to see the sleek, stylish-ubercool surface as such as their preferred entirety of meanings. which is to say, how hard it is for people to ‘wake up’, particularly in a world where so much glittering fakers all-around are simply ‘dying’ to get our ‘attention’.
back to persecution, well, yes, i’ve been persecuted. but as dafa cultivators, we’re negating the persecution. like i’ve tried to point out in my earlier post, no one can truly persecute upright teachings. but instead, all along, the world’s people have been persecuted through lies and slander and a regime of terror that is particularly more obvious in china. in the west, lies and slander were, for the most part, enough to keep people at the stakes of their own wallowing in denial and ignorance.
which brings us to the NOW. while what you may call evil elements behind the scenes have slowly come to be almost finished and a project like draft magazine for instance has been allowed to make public things and issues that have never been allowed to be made public before (at least not in this ‘casual’ and connotationally ‘cultural’ way) – so in other words, while the state of wordly affairs at the kalpa’s end has been synchronized across the board (with secret services, companies, banks, governments and all the gods behind the scenes pulling the strings) to ‘offer’ mankind a final, grand awakening, it is now only an matter of people on their own persecuting themselves. in allowing myself to be a little bit more explicit (as our mission as dafa disciples is clarifying the truth and thus ‘saving’ people) – even those gods that felt that most of man doesn’t ‘deserve’ to enter a future cosmos of such pristine magnificence as the one forged by the new fa, even they would not actually, de-facto, ‘persecute’ them anymore. they’re still doing ‘their thing’, though. of course. everybody is doing their thing or job. and if a being is more conscious, they’d be merely ‘fulfilling their mission’ …
all unfolding according to a grander scheme, no? who’d dare to obstruct heaven’s will? the only unstable factor, throughout all of history and throughout all traditions, has only ever been the human heart, has it not? each individual sentient being is ultimately on their own. who truly believes that when the sky falls, everyone shall perish at the same time? only a bunch of ‘communists’ maybe, hahaha.
but enough. back to my own cultivation and continuation of projects. lots and lots to do but also increased exercise time now the sun’s out.
hope this finds everyone well.
london, april 2013
this is an email that i’ve just sent out to my local council here in london and to related agencies in order to further clarify the situation of persecution and cultivation. i thought the general public deserves to know at the same time. hope you appreciate …
A lot of people aren’t quite clear what this really means, ‘persecution’, or what cultivation in a secular setting (as it is for instance practiced with Falun Dafa) is all about. While much of this confusion is actually part of the entire cultivation process and considered also a major part of the ‘cultivation environment’ that this place of the Three Realms is providing, it also has meant that throughout the dissemination of the Fa, everyone – from top to bottom, bottom to the top – has been taking their true ‘position’ amidst a framework of ‘delusion’.
As things have been progressing since 1999, most people have come to understand that Falun Gong is persecuted in China and a lot of them have been inclined to think that it’s simply a situation of a repressive government being scared of its political stronghold over a sheepishly led populace. That this persecution is ‘performed’ with the most sinister and evil atrocities hitherto known to man, though (‘utilising’ the thousands of years’ pinnacle in ‘technicalities’ of psycholgical, social, physical, cultural oppression and coercion) is less well known (or if known, then most of the time simply ignored for its uncomfortable darkness and for the sake of practical benefits that lie right in front of ‘unfettered’ Western day-to-day lives). While some might have heard about practitioners’ particularly healthy organs being removed while the victims are still alive (in order to ‘offer’ them to sick party members or other wicked sacrificial recipients worldwide), not many are aware that the persecution is happening – through lies and slander and a large-scale suppression of publicly available information – globally. Yes, that’s right. It involves enormous issues. While cheap steel from China is great to bolster the lucrative bubble of a property frenzy and high-margined sneakers or micro-chipped gadgets perfect to keep Western people’s lifestyles ‘happy’, not many know that the persecution has resulted in the methodical torture and a death toll of millions of Buddha Law cultivating Jesuses, Lao Tzus, Saint Marys, Avalokitesvaras and Shakyamunys. (Millions are not one or two or five or ten or even a thousand. Hitler and Stalin were nothing. Besides, they were still ‘led’, behind the scenes, by the same unspeakable ‘forces’). Throughout the ‘modern’ world, while quite a few people sense that sticking their heads out for ‘Truth’ might easily result in losing it (in a more real sense than the ‘beheaded kings’ put on the chairs of elected ‘premier-dictators’), only very few know that in reality hundreds of millions have been killed worldwide in the last century or so, to uphold the grand Deception and Lie.
In other words, while on the ‘surface’ things seem to have been progressing and moving forward into a sophisticated, technologically advanced and culturally diverse, civilised worldwide ‘community’, seen from a higher level, countless entries in the infernal ledger of eternal damnation have been happening meanwhile behind the scenes. Didn’t Jesus and Yahweh talk about what would happen to those persecuting prophets and saints? Doesn’t ‘true’ power always work secretly and use deception and lies to hide, abuse and manipulate?
Now, bringing this back down from the perception of a cultivator to that of a writer, for those who don’t ‘believe’ in the Divine, some of the above might as well sound like a crazy story. However, for everything except the last part about ‘ledgers of hell’ there exist tangible, mundane records and references. Most intellectuals know about the reality of our present world government. Many are aware of its shadowy backgrounds. Some might have had a chance to make themselves knowledgeable about the actual ‘reasons’ behind it. However, very few ‘were allowed’ to take on board implications of higher denominations. >Like some ancient Hebrew prophet, he cried, “I offer you living or dying”. “Hasten”, he cried.< A little quote of Mr. Bernard Baruch’s world views in front of the League of Nations right after Hiroshima and Nagasaki, recorded dutifully by Douglas Reed, just to give you some hints …
For the entires in ledgers, I’d like to refer to the Buddhist saying that Buddhas would never punish people but merely feel pity for anyone so ignorant to transgress the Law. The ‘Law’ being of course the Dao or Fa or Nature as we usually call it in the West. In the Dao school (which nowadays so-called Quantum physics reiterates in the form of children’s babble), it is clear that Matter moves within the scope of Space-time (and Dimensional Planes) along certain Trajectories, and that if there are Trajectories there must also be a Law. It’s pure Logic, no? And instead of ‘Gods’ you might also look at Reality in more Aristotelian terms of Higher Matter will always ‘control’ Matter that lies ‘below’. Anyway, my work talks a lot about these things, using notions of Psychology, analogies of Scriptures and the language of Common Sense – apart from the obvious Art and Humour. That I’m shedding a bit of light into Deception is one of the main reasons why I am (or in other words my business is) blacklisted, oppressed, ignored and thus persecuted.
Coming back, then, to cultivation and persecution, what I’m trying to say, we cultivators are actually well aware (and this is particularly the case with Falun Dafa practitioners) that we can not truly be persectued. Who can persecute us? Even if we lose our lives, gong has still grown on our bodies and we carry on cultivation in our next pre-arranged entry (or maybe even reach consummation while ‘shedding’ our mortal ‘skin’). It has already been such a blessing to begin with, to be allowed to be part of such a high-level School, as in the past, finishing cultivation in only one lifetime seemed nearly impossible. Should we be persecuted, even tortured, all it means that our Stature (or ‘Attainment Status’) would rise even higher than what we had originally. However, we Falun Dafa practitioners don’t normally try to increase our statuses. We are primarily practising maintaining Virtue. Chances are that we’ve gone through many lifetimes of hardships and persecution already, just to be finding ourselves here, in this particlar period of human history, with the Fruit Status that is required to cultivate Dafa, the Great Law, during the Fa-rectification period. What we’re doing is assimilate as much as we can to ordinary society and while we’re doing this, we’re doing our cultivating (rather than go off to monasteries, forests or mountains). And while we’re cultivating here in this world, we’re also helping people to ‘see’ the ‘truth’. In my own example, this entails following my line of work and turn the business that lies underneath it into a viable, profitable one. Financial hardship is not what we ‘need’. On the contrary, if our line of work is predestined to generate cash, then that’s only another cultivation state that we discern while at the same time it would, of course, also facilitate any of our truth clarification activities. Wouldn’t it be great to shoot up a satellite that can jam the venomous Anti-Dafa propaganda in China?
In other words, Persecution of Falun Gong should never have happened. But it did. And the massive Forces involved are what I’d like to call ‘unspeakable’. They’re spelled out a little more clearly for us cultivators. I can and do not want to do it. Yet I’ve hinted at them throughout my work and those who truly want to know, can certainly do so. Separate pearls from the fish eyes. It’s a matter of insight.
Thus – those who are really persecuted are in fact the world’s people. It is mankind that is not allowed to know what Falun Dafa is truly about. And it is numerous high-level beings who’ve expressly come here, at this particular moment in time to obtain the new Fa, who are actually being persecuted.
Sounds hard to ‘believe’? How could an event of such enormity possibly remain ‘hidden’? Am I not just a nut-case zealot? A mad end-of-the world wannabe ‘prophet’? Am I trying to scare or impress or pretend to be ‘acting confident’?
Well, to be honest, in order for me to be ‘allowed’ to spell things out like this already means two things:
First, we have now come to the ‘final’ stage. ‘Truth’ has ‘surfaced’ to this very extent and this is also mirrored in the more grounded spelling-out that my work, particularly draft magazine, has meanwhile been allowed to reach.
Second, none of this spelling out could have been achieved – not even attempted – without being ‘guarded over’ or ‘sanctified’ by ‘Heaven’. So for example, it is perfectly clear to me (and I believe to most of you) that this email (like any other email sent through the information super-highway) is transparent to every secret agent in the world. Nothing can be done or even thought of without being monitored by higher levels of beings. The fact that kids can hack into your CCTV systems is only a practical joke in regards to this matter. Which levels of heaven do the kids come from, even if their ‘statuses’ are ‘outcasts’ here in this world? Which bedroom and ‘secretly’ performed deed is not ‘somewhere’ recorded? Who is recording the recorder? Who is ‘using’ the black-op operators? Who is pushing the buttons of those in charge of pushing the buttons?
So to round up this exposition, the stakes of the ‘end-game’ have been raised to the extent that the culture of Struggle that lies underneath most people’s purpose in life now compels those that are ‘subscribing’ to it – it even gives them the license to ‘freely’ indulge in it – to push the buttons of a machine against their fellow men. The machine has been inserted to separate us from each other. Somehow ‘money’ can be said to be the bloodline of this machinery (although, genuinely, this might not really have to be the case, the intricacies of the mechanisms of trade and ownership go much deeper, I’d say). While existential ‘removal’ has been almost accomplished (black-lists and dead-end jobs for those who ‘know’), the last step of physical removal seems to have been launched as we speak (through diminishing food and accomodation supplies).
As I’m sure you’re aware, I’m perfectly clear about the ‘fact’ that no matter which profession someone is in, whichever line of work or status in society, it is only the human heart that really matters in the end. So the ‘key’ (I guess you might as well call it) to keep standing while the machine is being disintegrated through Fa-rectification, is to follow one’s own conscience, rather than to blindly obey orders. Yet – it has becoming increasingly difficult to know one’s own conscience as we’re all (unless cultivating an upright, pure law) swept under the ‘wave’ or the ‘dye-vat’ of our surrounding present society – however warped it might be. Seen psychologically, ‘survival’ within a system is a matter of following prevailing ‘group canons’. It is important to understand, I feel, that there are groups within groups within groups within groups. Any stance should better be a grey stance (I talk about this in more detail in my Christmas 2012 essay GREY ZONE). Who is black or who is white? Seen spiritually, ‘survival’ is a matter of remaining steadfast in one’s righteous beliefs even while in an increasing chaos everybody else tries to bring you over to their side …
Hope this helps.
London, April 2013
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London, April 2013
some thoughts on the nature of persecution
I. GHOSTS IN THE MACHINE
for a long time i’ve been thinking about putting together a solid rationale about my ‘spreading the word’ activities in public, or in other words, about my endeavours of establishing a ‘professional loophole’ to cut through the super-tight and mindbogglingly complex mudpit or spiderweb that, to mankind’s utter shamefulness, has been established, with almost everyone farcically contributing, as our notions, angles and vantage points of ‘human reality’. such an undertaking obviously involves enormous issues, reaching celestial levels as high and infernal levels as deep as counteracting the ‘methodical’ removal of organs, of lives, ideas, of gods, or the suppression and persecution of worlds, countries, philosophies, careers, individuals, universes, etc. while on the level of the merely mundane, it involves the shedding of light into the ridiculous struggle of ‘who is right and who is wrong’ that has turned out to be a kind of pivot of all human pettiness and its brainwashed, instigated arena of ‘survival of the fittest’, probably since the beginning of time. or at least since keen opted to eliminate his brother able, only to satisfy his jealousy-driven ‘desire’ to keep up appearances by wiping away that which is still pure and true from the ‘surface of the earth’. or to be more precise, to remove someone else’s above-the-line visibility for the sake of upholding a wicked, below-the-line lie.
those who i’ve managed to ‘reach’ know that i’m talking about eric berne’s group canons a lot (in the book ‘systemics’ and privately to people around me) and what an inescapable entrapment they entail for everyone feeling ‘right in their mind’ of belonging to any particular group or party ‘wholeheartedly’. for any force of destruction, this particular human flaw of ‘belonging’ makes it perfectly convenient to stir the direction of such a neatly coherent group anywhere they want to. (macchiavelli, as most of you know, teaches its manipulative top-level skill via the introduction of a secret force that is ‘giving’ the unsuspecting ‘belongers’ both a left and a right faction to fight with, thus keeping the ignorant sheep both purposeful and busy while in the end having them kiss the feet of the invisible puppet masters all the same, regardless of who those decide to let ‘win’ for the time being).
those group canons, it turns out, are also the notions that might be boxing-in mankind beyond redemption during the last kalpa’s ‘final hours’ (sounds crazy, doesn’t it? believing this or not, is up to everyone ‘individually’, unthinkably would this be a matter of ‘collectivity’, would it not?). who’d dare taking the role as a so-called ‘agitator’ in this utterly hopeless game play? isn’t the ‘nature’ of the group, like it is for any individual, the mere ‘survival’, ie carrying itself forth into the future and thus fighting off, expelling, annihilating anyone or anything threatening such a course? who’d be able to re-question the originally set-down canon when almost everyone follows along with it – wholeheartedly – towards its ‘predestined’ final destination? and even if such an agitator did come along, sacrificing themselves for a higher cause (like let’s say, suicide terrorist have been brainwashed to do), how could they stand any chance to counteract the movement of a notional wave, based on the undermined, untrue values connected with money, evolution, consumerism, commerce, art, culture, welfare, relationship, intimacy, cultivation, the divine, etc, upon which each individual’s life thread, boxed-in within this wave, is literally and totally ‘attached to’?
any ‘real change’, then, rather than being caused by a different political climate or some other surface changes of the existing framework, could only be achieved from within each individual’s mind and heart (each particle of the wave) – no? was there anything wrong with the ‘system’ as such in the first place, anyway? (systems come and go, don’t they, and are subject to phases of formation, stasis, degeneration, just like the universe itself …)
this then means, that within our being lost in delusion (trapped within the dimensional confines of particles called planets and molecules) and the inherent danger of just carrying-on the immersion and entanglement in this collective downwards wave, each individual is required to take their very own stance and position. would your spouse or your parent or your boss be able to ‘save you’ or absolve you when ‘closure’ (truth arriving at the surface) eventually arrives? would you be able to forgive them your having been ‘ruined’ while they say “sorry” and refer, in the futile attempt of a rational apology, to only having ‘followed orders’ or just ‘didn’t know any better’ themselves? if a machine that you for any variety of reasons feel is vital to be part of, causes you to do things that harm others (maybe even harm exactly those who’ve got the courage to not play an ‘active’ part in the machine) – would any the hague court simply shrug off your ‘sins’ because of the ludicrous reasoning that ‘a machine is simply a machine’? who, to be more blunt in god’s name, would be able to take the blame for your ‘not having known better’, your having been ‘unfortunately’ deceived? your, basically, ‘going against your very own conscience’? could there be any ‘graver sin’ than going against one’s own conscience?
if, then, every individual is required to take their ‘position’ within the machine, break free of all collective notional chains to choose their very own colour and shade and position, according to their most fundamental and therefore most likely ‘true’ conscience, and according to values that prove right throughout time-frames and space-frames that are universal rather than habitually-notional, the areas of grey that lie between the extremes of blackness and whiteness can be said to be the only ‘meeting point’ left for any real freedom-of-choice. or the no-where-land from which to go into the fewer and fewer available future directions. or the only reliable manifestations of an inherently infinite variety of individuals. or, maybe even going this far, the only available zone to stand on for any individual’s ‘ultimate’ future and thus ultimate, true ‘survival’.
II. SEDUCTION AND ADVERTISING
what i can see now is that ‘corruption’ (to the integrity of a given system) begins with the exchange of money or other ‘favours’ for mere visibility (and from there invariably ends with the extremes of distorted communicative ‘expressions’ like rape, theft and murder). it really seems ultimately as easy as that. i’ll give two trails of thought as an example.
a. would a naked new-born baby be required to pay (or accrue a financial liability) by the mere fact of emerging from the mother’s womb, of below-the-surface existence, into the realm of ‘us people’ walking the earth – of attaining visibility among ‘divine children’ (a quick side note: get the book ‘evolution cruncher’ if you’re still an ardent ‘believer’ of evolutionary doctrines) upon whom it is bestowed to be living and breathing under the same sun? wouldn’t anyone ‘human’ agree that by the time such a situation occurred, mankind as such really wouldn’t be ‘here’ anymore and only consisted of ‘slaves of slaves’ (maybe the antipode of the biblical ‘dreamers of dreams’)? and yet – honestly – how far away are we from an actual situation like this? and how can it be related to matters of corruption and persecution? doesn’t at the root of ‘human freedom’ lie the freedom of any worldly debt at the decisive moment of worldly visibility? and could any humane intervention ever honestly dare to put a taxation on such naked visibility? what about awkward existing canons of notional judgements through postcode and caste / class systems? what about governments either subsidising or penalising offspring? what about the emerging internet trend of being forced to pay in order to not be exposed to incorporated, machine-made ‘messages’ that are constantly snaking under our skin?
b. when eve took the bait of the ‘forbidden fruit’ in one of our greatest gnostic tales, in other words when she succumbed to the first ever recorded ‘marketing strategy’ (“thou can be like god and thou shall not truly die”), this can be said to be her own fault and she’d have to pay what she owed due to her ‘turning her back to the dao’ no matter what. but when she afterwards ‘sold the product’ to her husband also, wasn’t this kind of abusing his trust and regard for her integrity (that she’d ‘sold out’ unbeknownst to him just a moment ago) starting the whole chain reaction of later ‘wrongdoing’? of course, this lesson also teaches to not trust anyone, no matter how closely we feel that we are to them or they to us. to never, by no means, succumb to leaving the purely individual and thus safe grey zone and instead take a black or white or left or right position inside the however dazzling, money-spewing, god-making machine. a ‘group’ starts with two, doesn’t it? to me personally, it teaches that between the fact of being visible (“hey eve, you cutie, i’m a really cool snake with a rather interesting proposition”) and between hard selling (“i trick / bribe / swindle / fondle you into believing in me”) is a difference as vast as myriads of layers of heaven.
now, of course, there is nothing wrong with the concept of ‘temptation’, is there? would it not be impossible to truly ‘test’ the integrity of anyone without such a principle? on the other hand, what makes a demon king ‘righteous’? would it not be compassion (apart from their nature of incessantly probing for ever more ‘truth’) that causes demons to not overstep the line, go over to the other side and simply ‘rape’?
what kind of relationship ultimately exists between the tempter and the tempted? that’s an interesting one. could one not in a way say, in accordance with psychoanalysis, that such a relationship is in its nature ‘erotic’ or ‘sexual’ and the insertion of money or the taking and the gaining of advantage through such a transaction could be identified as the root cause for faulty / karmically burdened bloodlines, the propagation of false values and presumably lie at the heart of any kind of degeneration or corruption that undermine a given system?
so by bribing oneself into visibility on another one’s forehead or bottom through the incentive of fame, gain or other kinds of worldly ‘reward’, i feel this is overstepping the above-mentionend universal mark into indecently seducing and, i guess, also ‘raping’. furthermore, once this is achieved, the continuation of such bribery into elimination of everything else (suppression, persecution, etc) really isn’t that far away anymore. “i’ll pay you 1.000 to put my logo onto your chest. 2.000 on your forehead. 3.000 on you ass. and another 5.000 to exterminate any other brand entirely from your mind and body.”
while on the other hand, the genuine support of neighbours and friends and products, only relying on this very ‘genuine support’ that comes from truly within, remains on ‘this’ side, the grey side, and is subject not to the laws of a ‘machine’ but only to heart-to-heart transactions and its soft and grey laws of cause and effect, grace and warmth, giving and taking, receiving and warranting – even if sometimes vice and spite are getting involved. as long as there is no ‘machine’, it still seems (and i’m assuming this is the same for both you and me) all beautifully and purely righteous and ‘human’.
as another side note, should we be wanting to make even more psychoanalytical sense of the adam and eve story: perhaps in the continuation of likening temptation and seduction to sexuality and eroticism, one could regard the surrender of eve to the temptation of the devil as a cancellation of the (marriage) contract between her and adam. had adam merely seen it as only that and coped with the fact of having lost yet another ‘helpmeet’ (after his ‘sister-wife’ lilith, his ‘daughter-wife’ eve as well), he would’ve not ‘sold out’ to the same doomsday mistake that his wife sold out to and only eve on her own would’ve had to face subsequent karmic retribution through transmigration and its accompanying mortal suffering. (this little exposition is meant to shed also more light, perhaps, into the enormity of levels that the whole male / female mystery that i’ve been looking into so deeply throughout my life and work touches upon).
III. TAKING THE GREY STANCE
coming back to our original premise of group canons, deception and persecution, we’ve seen how ‘powers’ are at work that are separating us humans from the laws of heaven and from each other’s hearts via the insertion of what’s called in here a ‘machine’. psychologically, this would be achieved by abusing our being bound, karmically, to a mysterious life script. and spiritually by taking advantage of every single gap that we could possibly have left open through not studying an ‘upright law’ truthfully (judaism, buddhism, daoism, christianity, confucianism, catholicism and of course even more so all related behind-the-scenes cultivation / gnostic / scholarly studies). the machine seems (and indeed is!) inescapable, as long as we obey its laws and not step into individuality and its various shades of greyness in order to obtain true, higher teachings that can ultimately liberate us from being stuck in what’s been instilled and conditioned as a state of being ‘human’. but that’s easier said than done, isn’t it?
in the cultivation world there is the saying of “seeing but not seeing, hearing but not hearing, thinking but not thinking etc” or of shedding attachments while being fully immersed in them. shedding sentimentality while being completely soaked in it through a love affair or filial piety. shedding attachments of competition and jealousy while everyone else infringes upon your interests and gloriously advances through scheming and fighting while you’re left behind short-changed and losing. so it’s all easier said than done. but this directly relates to what is meant with grey zone and greyness. letting go of the mechanics of the wave / machine and obtaining true laws while taking our own stance towards them. although not ’agitating’ or ‘revolting’ against the system that we’re obviously a part of, we do in earnest what we’re supposed to do while at the same time connect with and relate to what is true and above or even outside of this confined system. there is of course group within group within group within group. a multidimensional cosmos. universes within universes …
when i was myself faced with the full gist of suppression and persecution towards my work (the more i ‘knew’, the less a position in society i was allocated and the more suppressed and ignored and persecuted i essentially became), the path that i was required to walk included finding available loopholes in the machine that would allow me to step forward into plain visibility. at the same time, since at the core of my work was ‘writing’, i was required to analyse, reflect upon and minutely record what i was going through as well as what was going through me at the same time.
as the machine was particularly set-up to regard and postulate as ‘visible’ or ‘existing’ only what the influence of media and the power of money hype the masses of ‘sheep’ into believing that it is (‘based’ on warped group canons of corrupt academia, fake expert opinions, purported critical acclaims, hustling must-see successes, blabla, the list could go on and on) there was hardly any room left for righteous work to ‘survive’ in such an ill framework. so the challenge was as follows: how to side-step the isolating grid of ‘media’ and come to ‘reach’ people directly? how to be still active and visible in a structure where supposedly without ‘money’ or the ‘helping hand’ of hand-picked ‘installed’ authority one is left to vegetate along the fringes of ignorance, scape-goating, poverty, bad-mouthing, scolding, jealousy, taking advantage, intellectual rape, cultural negligence as well as the usual power games and the almost self-ironic, cynical wallowing in pettiness and mediocrity, etc?
“the media is the message”, came to be known during my media art studies. like so many messages, mcluhan’s confident claim turned out to be also just a bubble of hot air. media without a message, does it exist? maybe, but what would be the point? a message surely requires a medium or a ‘carrier’ to be carried along.
messages are infinitely manifold, aren’t they, and they can be ‘created’ at will, at any time. as brain scientists are aware nowadays, thoughts are already messages, with matter emanating in the form of waves being their medium or carrier. whom or where do they reach? not only secret services ‘know’ about telepathy.
furthermore, messages are alive, i believe, and this is in accordance with what the buddha school says about all matter in the cosmos.
what is the difference between a sales message and a benign message? here we’re approaching again eve and temptation territory. is it only the intelligible company logo in the bottom right hand corner? what if the message is decipherable only by the ‘subconscious’ or the ‘initiated’ and hidden for everyone else? what if the message is subliminal or underhanded? what if the message is bold and true and sharp but at its core also graceful and solemn and ‘shockingly’ doesn’t actually ‘sell’ anything?
in the world that we live in, i think everyone would agree that messages have taken on the form of annoying noise persistently surrounding us. without meditation or a proper ‘shelter’, i guess, they’ve become inescapable and all-intrusive. come they not from papers and billboards, they’d be exchanged and sold as notions and opinions by friends and family and partners. who is right and who is wrong? what do we know anyway? what to talk about? when all is said and done, who truly, honestly believes that the whole purpose of human existence lies in the rewards and promises attained through the dogged execution of fundamentally laughable group canons?
is ‘art’ a benign message or trying to sell us something? is literature that has been filtered through a tightly kept agency system genuine knowledge and benevolent philosophical truth or is it hoodwinking me to the ‘other side’ through the intellectual preparation of a stir-fry of bullshit?
the grey zone in whose shade i was eventually meant to walk was what street art and street kids were doing ‘innocently’ on the one hand, and what high-end advertising and branding agencies were attempting on the other. my former path included getting to know both worlds, as vastly as they might be apart from each other, quite a bit. so my foray into the grey zones of visual presence amidst a closed-circuit machinery incessantly churning out deceptive group canons of fake reality was as follows:
step one was to find a quick and elegant way of leaving my messages in public places. the ‘crisis’ offered the timely backdrop of many abandoned or empty spaces that seemed more than perfectly suitable to serve as a carrier or medium.
step two was making sure that none of those messages would cause any tangible damage. blue tacking was the starting point. they should rather be casually left behind than methodically affixed. they should be able to be easily taken off by suppressors, cleaners, persecutors or the simply ‘offended’ without leaving any (or at least as few as possible) stains or traces.
step three was to walk a fine line with any material that i subsequently produced between somewhat sales messages, benign or graceful messages and sharp wake-up call messages. in short, to produce what i feel is ‘good art’.
step four was to rather than widely scatter mass-produced offset material, to selectively leave as presents hand-crafted pieces of art, to be regarded as sweet and / or mindful ‘gifts’ other than self-indulgent nuisances.
step five was to eventually ‘identify’ equally grey ‘supporters’ and thus give everyone whose paths i happen to cross a chance to take their stance by saying “hello” with cheeky gestures of ‘sticking’. while in turn it gave me a chance to ‘isolate’ and subsequently avoid those sites / individuals / entities / institutions who’d react to my ‘contacts’ negatively.
step six was to generally not do this in any underhanded way but to offer the courtesy of allowing a tracing back to the root from where those ‘gifts’ are coming from. (this was also ‘tempting’ everyone with the ‘freedom’ to persecute the already persecuted, should they feel inclined to take such a position).
step seven was to go about distribution without any stress or urgency but to do it whenever ‘fate’ called upon strolling any particular part of town (or out-of-town or any other town).
step eight was to establish a ‘brand’ which wouldn’t need any logo or particular origin in the long run but would represent more like an entirely different framework of thoughts and values where anyone could eventually get involved without the need to ever be an ‘official’ part of it. there were neither invisible nor open contracts and any support could at any point be as casually dropped as it could be endured, embraced or openly cherished.
step nine was enjoying the grey support that i eventually received (which turned out to be by far more than expected) and work through the pangs of anger, suppression and persecution that also occurred occasionally. as a general rule, i never took anything personal and never got worked up into some kind of obsession or frenzy while at the same time any boldness in my approaches was always left subject to considerate rationality and artful humour. “sticking but not sticking”. detachment was the key to everything that i did, anyway.
IV. CLOSURE AHEAD
while jotting down the above lines i noticed that i’d started to somewhat slide into past tense here and there. considering the present unfoldment of events, it is probably true that my work in this regard has been done. we shall see.
in my heart i feel that i did find enough available gaps in the machine, and that i did achieve timely delivery of a message of ‘truth’ and upright ‘reasoning’ through successfully bypassing the complex web of lies and deceit – to eventually reach out to other kindred hearts and spirits that have had the wisdom, foresight and sharpness or for a long time even been ‘longing’ to hear. the rest, i guess, is up to everyone themselves.
after having assimilated myself to the great law of dafa for many years now, the jesus or messiah stuff that so many people have been programmed to believe in / pray for / hope for doesn’t seem to exist at all like they thought. and even if such magical / mystical figures would manifest at some stage, they’d sure to be fake just by the mere fact of having the ‘unrighteous’ audacity of claiming to be a / the new prodigious ‘saviour’. or by even going so far as to show-off any powers that would leave ‘ordinary’ people no other choice than the ‘gnashing of teeth’ that jesus in his time talked about or a more ‘modern’ televised jaw-dropping ‘awe and submission’.
instead, in closing this christmas 2012 exposition on the dangers of groups, crooked canons and the inevitability of subsequent persecution, i’d like to paraphrase from dafa that everyone has to pay themselves for whatever karmic debts they have accrued over the course of their present and past ‘incarnations’. within the dao of the great law, no one ‘is allowed’ to do it for them.
and that regardless of which saint or enlightened ones who’ve ever come down here to ‘save’ people, they’ve merely established a culture for what cultivation or the ‘law’ are really about. and for what exactly might be happening when the final moment arrives, the end of the end, the closure and the secret reason for the creation of this particular realm / dimension of the cosmos – heaven, earth, underworld or the so-called three realms.
Vienna, 19th December 2012
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for a while i’ve been thinking whether we should run a teaser campaign but in the end we decided against it. as you all know, i don’t like hype at all and considering the present situation where i’m somewhat proven correct on this, a situation where campaigning, in the face of gigantic truths unravelling, is increasingly rendered thoroughly ad absurdum, it could be said, that any more than a mere notification of availability, any hustling or underhanded marketing strategy, would imply that whatever is attempted to be sold, as being suspicious, if not outright dodgy.
that said, we’ve chosen to herewith give notice of number 001 – ‘made known’ of draft magazine. lots of work and thought and creativity and responsibility has gone into this so that it turned out to be brimming with secrets and truths and humour and food for contemplation that you will not get anywhere else in the world. so we’ll say this much and we’ll put up a couple of stickers and newly invented multi-layered, ‘interactive’ posters around town and that will suffice. a life of its own. may truth be told :]
pick it up, order or download it:
on the sensitive subject of money and the general availability of content there’ve been a few changes since last time. what concerns the magazine has been explained there. what concerns our own views and situation is that we’ve made password protected some of the content on this website that is otherwise available, neatly packaged, for sale. any kind souls short of money can still drop me a comment or email a request and i’ll kindly have them access the content via letting them have a key.
while we won’t go as far as jonathan franzen’s character in his latest freedom book (the investment banker lover of the jewish beauty joey fancies), who’d say that the internet is shit because ‘free’ information is per definition ‘worthless’, we do concern ourselves with the paradigm shift that is unfolding at present in regards to a complete re-evaluation of what is on offer and how much is needed for it to be so and to change hands and / or brains and / or location.
london, october 2012
[ a little experimental essay on something rather enormous ]
this goes to prove that in a multi-dimensional cosmos where every particle is consistently changing and causes consequent changes in this way to the multitude of time-spaces and dimensional planes, one shall never say “never” ever again. so in spite of my reluctance to produce any more ‘non-fiction’ work (with the exception of such sudden eruptions as the ‘bits and pieces of truth’ piece recently), i’ve come to try my hands on a paper about human sexuality for the ‘made known’ issue of draft magazine.
below are the illustrations i inserted to give some tonal backdrop. it’s not only formally challenging but the content raises, we feel, questions that can hardly be more profound.
all this and much more in the latest edition of draft magazine.
pick it up, order or download it. read or dismiss it. scold or give something back.
thanks and enjoy :]
london, october 2012
taking the risk of being slapped-on the label INSANE by any passers-by and therefore being further segregated from the rest of ‘humanity’ than i already am – getting into the whole poetry thing really just happened lately. this phase is probably all over again now, after this, but it seemed to express how i felt about the world in the most appropriate way during the past couple of months. close friends know anyway that i’ve never been more vital and clear than i am now. they also know that there is an extremely rational and sincere trajectory behind everything that i’ve been doing, always upholding the TRUTH and dismantling the LIE.
also i want to state this clearly here – the subject matter of worldly deception and persecution of humanity through dazzling means is actually not my main concern. my main mission, analyzing the human predicament and sexually antagonistic psyche, wouldn’t need to take into account ‘politics’ of any kind. but as i’ve tried to briefly outline on facebook the past couple of weeks, only complete fools would regard historical developments simply as ‘evolution’. and as far as i can see anyone trying to bring up this subject this time and age is either dead now or buried deep underground. so here we go. i’ve laid out the trails for anyone interested to follow the main road of how conspiracy or ‘world governement’ came about (rather than wallow in whining sensationalism). i can and will not explain this more explicitly. it’s all there for those who truly want and need to know. some things are simply ‘unspeakable’. so in other words, i’m walking with the gods, not against them. they, of course, know that i’m doing this :)
now i’m going back to the main work that remains to be done. my outdoors advertising efforts have become bigger and stronger. it’s quite funny to see how people have come to only take into account BIG things, these days. couldn’t you call that mindset, in a way, utterly despiccable? is anything small worth less just because of the fact that it’s not-so-big, or even small? i guess that’s one lesson to be learnt from history further unfolding …
the other part of my work is shedding ever more light into the last remaining mysteries of psyche and the whole male / female questions. i’m doing that with those three novel projects i’ve been working on (and mentioning occasionally) for quite some time now.
‘virginizer’ is about a guy who discovers that he’s got the supernatural ability to change women back into virgins again. turned by the media into a superstar he subsequently discovers how perilous and petty the world really is and while in earnest failing a succession of women, finally, unexpectedly, meets his ‘one’ …
‘carnage’ is about police seargent jason pepper facing a series of ritual killings of ‘alpha males’ in his city. somehow three mysterious women seem to be associated with it while in the end, the question is being raised whether it is gods calling the shots or humans, for causing any cultural changes of climate …
‘hooked’ is about a cool guy, cesar, who’s ‘seen it all’, only to have settled for a simple life as a builder. he lives with two very different call girls in a very happy relationship and is one day being contacted by an intellectual director couple working on a high profile documentary on ‘urban freaks’. clashes of all kind follow …
okeydok. manwhile, hope the following poem can unlock some of those nasty bolts clamped around hearts and brains and helps all those to finally wake up that have been intoxicated by deception and lies into otherwise ‘eternal regret’.
ODE TO A DYING WORLD
denigrated, disenchanted and disenfranchised
not anymore seeing and hearing those closest and dearest.
invisible walls erect. blotching out neighbours, friends, partners.
busy denouncing, competing, complaining.
slave execution of instilled group canon programmes.
poor little me. just wants to be liked. part of a ‘mother’ party.
ha ha ha. it’s so cool. muchy funny jumpy micky.
fireworks popping. tails wagging. aimlessly hopping about.
settling in for the collective conduct of ‘sincere pretence’.
only the media seems real. getting the daily fix all-important.
more than happy to pay, no matter how much.
crackpot haphazard circus chickenshit.
shaken and stirred, vomited and re-inserted.
until filled to the brim.
nasty venom, lurid and caustic blackness.
sealed off from truth and kindness.
a zombie-monster, though love and success seem real and in sight.
loop doomed to stick it in and take it out.
me, me, me.
no one and no thing at all
entering the gate of no-life.
and that’s the naked end of it.
tears not being shed.
sentimentality’s been a blindfolding lie all along.
the inverted principles of the three realms are ruthless.
being drowned in the sea of suffering without mercy.
the blaring sheep stream pours down into the abyss.
happy, dazzled, anaesthetised.
wearing different colour ribbons. festively draped fashion victims.
free and individual. all so nice. almost flying off into the sky.
look how beautiful i am.
even the furnace in front looks like heaven.
so many promises and hopes. even great expectations.
poor sheep. sacrificial lambs. wiped off the historical slate.
… just like that …
devils smirking. jealousy won.
you see, lord god, lord buddha, great dao?
the golden body. masterpiece of masterpieces. i want.
biting poison. eating entrails.
passed down through the entire pyramid.
until reaching the rats gnawing away
on each other’s fecal jewellery.
feigned meaning in vying and fighting.
ignorance, lust and petty desires.
blatant self-interest fake purpose of life.
trampling tradition. outbidding friends.
all forgotten. no history. no friends.
all lies. no future.
not even present.
except ghosts and snakes feeding away
on whatever goodness is left inside.
deserved or not deserved?
blaming others for own faults and shortcomings.
self-pity. wallowing in mediocrity.
always killing the ones more capable than ourselves.
boredom. hypocrisy. passing time.
no matter how high the achievement.
still all for naught.
we mortals. born again and again.
prison of samsara. fate and necessity weaving.
how lucky to have a human body.
for all those stepping forward and out of it
the future cannot be more …
words fail. human notions fail.
the most beatific art might as well be the lowest of forms.
adamantine. diamond-like. never degrading.
the divine gong of dafa gushes in.
gods, daos, buddhas, never again tired and ageing.
floating. mighty benevolence without bounds.
buoyant matter dances, is, flickers, rejoices.
into the deepest of depths and greatest of greatnesses
of the micro and macro
London, July 2012